Zhu Biao could only sit on the edge of the bed, and Han Du put a pillow on Zhu Biao's back to make him as relaxed as possible.
Wang Yue arranged for two eunuchs to carry a short table as close to the emperor as possible, while he himself held the inkstone in one hand and handed Zhu Biao over with the other.
Under such circumstances, Zhu Biao wrote the last imperial edict that would influence the pattern of subsequent generations for thousands of years.
The scene of Han Du leaving the palace with the imperial edict was watched by many people.
When a eunuch saw it, he quickly turned around and turned to the East Palace.
...
Not long after Han Du returned to the house, his fifth uncle came to report.
"My lord, your highness is here."
Han Du was stunned for a moment, and then remembered something.
After pondering for a moment, he asked: "Where is His Royal Highness?"
"In the father-in-law's study."
"I know, I'll go over right away. Uncle Wu, go ahead and do your work first." Han Du waved his hand.
"Okay." Uncle Wu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned around to leave. He didn't know why he became nervous.
Han Du came to the study alone and saw a figure wearing a bright yellow python standing inside, facing the wall and looking at a painting.
"Han Du pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince. He is late to welcome you. I would like to ask the Crown Prince's forgiveness."
Hearing Han Du's voice, Zhu Yunye turned around and waved his hands with a smile: "Uncle, please get up quickly! We are all a family, why should uncle care about these false gifts?"
"Thank you, Your Highness." Even though Zhu Yunye didn't care, Han Du still stood up after observing all the etiquette.
Zhu Yunye pointed to the painting on the wall and asked: "Do you remember that this was originally a picture of a tiger? Why is it now changed to a picture of a mountain dwelling?"
Han Du looked at Zhu Yunye, who looked confused, and said directly: "I used to think that the roar of tigers in the mountains and forests, with the beasts bowing their heads, was very majestic, and I liked it very much, so I put a picture of a tiger here."
Zhu Yunye instantly realized that there was something in Han Du's words. While thinking about it carefully, he continued to ask: "What about now?"
"Now I feel sorry for the tiger." There was an inexplicable light in Han Du's eyes.
"Oh? Pity? Where is the pity?" Zhu Yunye looked directly at Han Du and asked.
Han Du did not dodge and replied with a smile: "The tiger is too lonely."
"That's it?" Zhu Yunye never expected that Han Du would give him this answer. Instead, he smiled at Han Du and said: "Cows and sheep flock in groups, and tigers act alone. This has been the case since ancient times."
"That's why I said the tiger is pitiful!" Han Du said with a chuckle.
Zhu Yunye's expression changed, he stared at Han Du and asked, "Does uncle have a different opinion?"
"Of course." Han Du said with calm eyes: "Because people have told it to be independent for thousands of years, the tiger gave up all the help and chose to be alone. Isn't it pitiful enough?"
Zhu Yunye lowered his head and pondered. After a moment, he raised his head, shook his head and said with a smile, "Uncle, this is sophistry."
"It's not sophistry." Han Du let out a long sigh, "A founding leader once said, what is the art of an emperor!"
Zhu Yunye's heart suddenly tightened, and he even forgot to ask about the founder of the country. All his attention was attracted to the words "The Art of the Emperor".
"Uncle, would you like to tell me?"
"What's wrong with this?" Han Du smiled easily and continued: "To make many friends and make few enemies, this is the art of the emperor!"
"So simple?" Zhu Yunye was stunned subconsciously, and almost laughed out loud.
In his opinion, if the emperor's art was so simple, then the emperor would be too worthless.
But before Zhu Yunye could laugh, his expression suddenly changed.
Because he remembered something his father once told him, "Yunye, your emperor once taught your father the art of kingship, which is differentiation and balance."
If it were before this, Zhu Yunye would definitely regard this differentiation and checks and balances as a standard and would not dare to violate it in the slightest.
But after listening to Han Du's imperial skills, Zhu Yunye had a new idea. "If we can really reduce the number of enemies to fewer and fewer, or even none, then is there still a need for differentiation and checks and balances?"
This sentence opened another window for Zhu Yunye, allowing him to see a different world. And the more he tasted it carefully, the more he felt that this sentence contained infinite information.
But now is not the time to think deeply. Zhu Yunye came to his senses, put it aside for the time being, and focused on the purpose of this trip.
"I heard that my father gave my uncle a decree today?"
??????????????? It's no wonder Zhu Yunye is sensitive, it's just that the timing was too sensitive. The decree that my father carried out while dragging his sick body must be very important. Even Zhu Yunye wondered whether his position was no longer stable.
This is not completely impossible, which is why Zhu Yunye was so anxious and tried every possible means to leave the palace to find Han Du and ask for details.
Han Du glanced at Zhu Yunye and nodded: "Yes."
"I wonder if uncle can tell me something?" Zhu Yunye blurted out and asked, so nervous that the nail of his right thumb hanging down was pinched tightly on the index finger.
Han Du looked at Zhu Yunye calmly, and instantly knew what he was worried about. Just as he was about to dispel his worries, a probing thought suddenly came into his mind.
Although human nature cannot withstand testing, how can we know the other person’s true thoughts without testing?
So, Han Du changed his words and asked: "What do you want to know?"
Zhu Yunye's face suddenly darkened and he looked at Han Du, and asked in a serious tone: "Isn't even uncle willing to help?"
Han Du shook his head lightly, "It's not that I won't help you, but as a prince, you should have the magnanimity and confidence of a prince. You must firmly believe that you are the emperor's best choice, instead of worrying that the emperor will not choose you!"
"Confidence?" Zhu Yunye took a long breath and shook his head disdainfully: "Of course I have confidence, but what can change if I have confidence?"
"No! You didn't!" Han Du didn't realize it at first, but now he said with great certainty.
Zhu Yunye immediately lowered his head and wanted to speak, but no sound came out.
Han Du looked at him for a moment and sighed: "Really confident people will not ask for anything from others, because they themselves have the ability and ability to get everything they want. Anyone who places their hopes on others will be It shows lack of confidence, even if this other person is your father!"
Seeing that Zhu Yunye didn't speak, Han Du asked again, "If this imperial edict is really what you think, what will you do?"
"Uncle, what am I thinking about?" Zhu Yunye had to speak.
Han Du said calmly: "The emperor's decree at this time can indeed arouse your uneasiness. Aren't you just afraid that the emperor will pass the throne to others, such as Zhu Yunyu?"
"Is it really him?" Zhu Yunye blurted out without even having time to think about it.
"How are you prepared?" Han Du stared into his eyes, not relaxing at all.
Zhu Yunye was absent-minded, and he didn't know what he was going to do. From the moment he was born, he was told that he was the eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty and would succeed the emperor in the future.
But if he really missed the throne, what could he do? Should he try his best to seize the throne, or should he just give up? Zhu Yunye doesn’t know...
I saw Zhu Yunye's expression constantly changing, but finally calmed down, and there seemed to be a light in his expression, getting stronger and stronger.
He looked up at Han Du and said calmly: "If this is what father wants, then I am willing to give in!"
"This is the ninth-five supreme position. Have you thought about it?" Han Du asked.
Zhu Yunye is like a sharpened sword, embodying a firm momentum. He smiled and said, "My uncle is right. This throne belongs to my father and can be given to whomever he is willing to give it to. It is not mine in the first place. What is there to think about?"
Han Du looked at him seriously for a moment and found that Zhu Yunye really meant what he said without any lies.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????«It seems you really understand the difference.»
Zhu Yunye stood up with a faint smile, cupped his hands towards Han Du and said, "I shouldn't come to see my uncle today, so I'll say goodbye!"
He already understood that even if he got the news, the best way would be to stay put, instead of running to find his uncle impatiently like now.
If he could get the news, wouldn't others know that he was coming?
If the news that he was looking for his uncle fell into his father's ears, it might cause his father's dissatisfaction, and the gain would outweigh the loss!
But Zhu Yunye, who wanted to understand all this, also knew that it was too late to say anything now. This was also the reason why he wanted to leave. Not only would there be no benefit at all from staying here, but there would also be uncertain troubles.
"Wait." Han Du stopped him.
Zhu Yunye stood still, turned around, and said with a smile: "Is there anything else you can say to me, uncle?"
Seeing him joking with him, Han Du also felt happy, and then said: "You are already here, wouldn't it be a loss if you don't take a look before going back?"
With that said, he took out the imperial edict from the drawer.
Zhu Yunye was stunned when he saw Han Du take out the imperial edict from the drawer of the table. If he had known that this thing was right in front of him, he should have taken it out and looked at it for himself just now.
Seeing his uncle unfolding the imperial edict bit by bit, Zhu Yunye glanced at it, shook his head and sighed slightly.
"Okay, if you haven't seen it clearly yet, just take it and see it yourself." Han Du casually handed the imperial edict to Zhu Yunye.
"No need." He inherited his mother's amazing memory, and it was easy for him to have a photographic memory. With just one glance, he had memorized all the contents of the imperial edict, and there was no need to look at it again.
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"It seems that Gu is still not at the level where Taishan collapsed and his expression remains unchanged, so he can't wait to come and ask uncle." Zhu Yunye said and bowed to Han Du, "Thank you uncle for the advice."
Han Du nodded with a smile and accepted the gift, "If you can wake up, it means that what I have done is not in vain. Go back, you must believe in the emperor, and you must believe in yourself!"
Zhu Yunye understood what he said and knew that his uncle was telling him that instead of worrying about his father's choice, he should work hard to become his father's only choice.
"Uncle, stay here and say goodbye!"
